lucy_mumbua

They whisper my name in fear. Justin Black. The guy who sits in the back of the class, always in black, always untouchable. The one everyone watches but no one dares to approach.  

They don’t know me. Not really.  

Because if they did, they’d stay the hell away.  

I don’t do friends. I don’t do relationships. I don’t do attachments.  

But then there’s her.  

June Matthews—cheer captain, golden girl, a walking distraction. She’s everything I hate… and yet, she’s in my way. Assigned to me. Forced into my space. Testing my patience.  

She thinks she can handle me.  

She’s dead wrong.  

Because I have a secret. A place where I go to release the darkness inside me. Where names don’t exist, where pleasure and pain are one and the same. A world where people fulfill their deepest, most twisted fantasies.  

June doesn’t belong in my world.  

But the longer she stays, the more I want to pull her under.  

And once I do… I’m not sure I’ll ever let her go.

Fake Dating The Bad Boy

I didn't let go of her wrist until we were inside the classroom, making sure everyone saw that she was with me now. The room fell silent as I pulled her toward a seat—my seat. I could feel every pair of eyes burning into us, but I didn't care.

June hesitated before sitting down beside me, shifting awkwardly. She tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, clearly trying to regain control of herself after what just happened outside. Her fingers fidgeted with the hem of her skirt.

"Thanks, for umm... back there. Nice acting," she said quietly, not looking at me.

I let out a low chuckle—dark, humorless. Acting? If only she knew.

I leaned in close, my lips right next to her ear.

"You still want that asshole back?" I whispered.

She stiffened. I felt it—the way her shoulders tensed, the way her breath hitched just slightly.

Playing Boyfriend